I'm Really A Newcomer

Lintian came to an abrupt end.

Among the ruins that formed a maze, there were no cracks in the dilapidated walls that were traversed by human figures.

Xin Qiji held his sword horizontally, and the sparks lingering in the air were like fluttering flame butterflies.

Even though Jiang Mian had avoided most of the damage, Xin Qiji's health bar was still over halfway through the endless battle to the death. The quasi-spring rain realm is equivalent to the quasi-ninth level of Jiuchuan. After all his calculations, he was barely on par with Yu Bai.

Jiang Mian didn't know the severity of the white-haired woman's injury. When she drew her sword, she looked like an undefeated poppy.

The black armor dispersed like dust and smoke. After leaving, Jiang Mian lowered his eyes and looked at the human corpses everywhere.

When the war first broke out, you could still hear the overwhelming sound of golden leather, and the world was also scorching hot.

Now he hasn't seen anyone standing for a long time, and even the air has become colder.

Jiang Mian's heart ached from a few hours ago to now, and the turbulent sting from the mental sea of ​​addiction was magnified tens of thousands of times. Although he could still bear it, he still took advantage of the distance to catch his breath.

But no one on the battlefield will have the patience to wait for you to rest before fighting... A bright sword light suddenly fell on the silent corpse in front of Jiang Mian.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the corpse of the restless soldier was already bloody and bloody, like a puddle of mud.

Under the violent impact, countless pieces of dirty flesh stained Jiang Mian's cheeks with blood, and the debris in the sky stagnated in mid-air under the influence of the domain.

Almost at the same moment, the black cold armor once again attached itself to Jiang Mian's lean body.

A red figure suddenly flashed across Jiang Mian's vision, and Yu Bai coldly cut the space in half with a sword.

The suddenly enlarged long sword seemed to be on fire, and seemed to melt the turbulent and blurred space in front of him.

This sword is stronger than all the swords in the past. Yu Bai's pure white snow hair is wrapped with the fragments of the dead people left in the world, like the faint epiphyllum under the nine springs.

Jiang Mian couldn't dodge the sword, so he chose to take it head-on.

But it was not Xin Qiji who had more than half of his health, but an old man who had not appeared for a long time.

This magnificent general suddenly became ragged and gray-haired.

Liu Wuer raised his mottled face, and the brilliant sword light was reflected in his muddy old eyes.

The air is getting colder again.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a thin layer of snow falling under the scorching cannon fire.

The long sword hit the wooden stick tightly in the hand of the charcoal seller.

That stick burned with eternal flame and was the hardest in history... Many people's weapons have verified this. Therefore, the charcoal seller was not cut in half with one sword. His rickety body was lifted far and wide under the glimmering sword light.

Liu Wuer became blurred like the dead people all over the mountains and plains, but like these respectable dead people, he also exchanged the most brilliant moment of his life for the continuation of the lives of the living.

The charcoal seller's health bar was instantly cleared, and Jiang Mian's true body rolled awkwardly into the distance from the broken white mist.

He half-knelt on the ground, holding his throat and coughing out a mouthful of black blood.

Jiang Mian raised his head and looked at the dead world. The mouthful of blood was still in the air after leaving his mouth.

Yu Bai came running from a distance with a knife in hand... Her long hair and clothes stuck to her skin.

But she didn't drop the knife.

Yu Bai's cold face suddenly became a little panicked.

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The bruise suddenly fell to the ground.

The white hair on the woman's head is moving in the wind.

Solidified artillery fire suddenly exploded in the sky, and red-orange light and shadow fell on her slightly twitching side face.

The world then became noisy.

Suddenly, a narrow hand covered with dust and blood gently placed on Jiang Mian's shoulder.

Jiang Mian turned around suddenly, and the scarred Ye Taoli just looked at him quietly with his head lowered.

Unknowingly, Jiang Mian came to the street outside the Moon Palace.

"Princess." Jiang Mian bared his teeth and smiled at her, the heaviness and pain in his heart dissipating a little.

His gums were still sticky with blood.

But in an instant, Jiang Mian's pupils shrank, and behind Ye Taoli's peerless face there was a lifeless wall of corpses and a green ghost wearing a bamboo hat.

"How is it possible..." Yu Bai murmured softly.

She looked at Jiang Mian, Chen Xun and Ye Taoli in front of her.

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She looked at the reawakening city in disbelief.

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I can no longer feel the boss's breath... He can't be dead...

Die in this city with only one guard from the Spring Rain Realm.

"How is that possible..." Yu Bai said, biting his red lips.

Also stunned were the three Jiang Mian who reacted. They all knew what the broken realm meant.

The most important showdown on this battlefield has come to an end... and Ye Zi's life or death is uncertain.

In other words, a narrow escape from death.

Ye Taoli tightened her grip on Qing Yue.

"Tighten up."

Ye Zi's words could be faintly heard in his ears.

The gorgeous woman did not waver at all.

Jiang Mian spread his arms, and endless red threads wrapped around his body again from all directions.

Li Guang squinted his eyes, which looked like an abyss, and that simple spiritual treasure bow stood between heaven and earth.

"He won." Chen Xun said softly.

"Yeah." Ye Taoli responded.

But the situation is equally grim...it's just that the center of Lintian battlefield has been moved from Jiyue Military Camp to here.

Desperate circumstances turn into not-so-easy headwinds,

In front of him is Yu Bai, who is almost at the ninth level, and behind him is Ya, who is almost at the ninth level.

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The leaves have lifted up the fallen sky, and now it's time for Shuangyue to carve out a path of survival.

But the three of them gradually lost their murderous intent.

They raised their weapons, with only the glory of warriors in their eyes.